As the sun arose the horizon,
I am engulfed by clouds of poison.
Green and toxic it may be,
The beauty of the morning sun numbs me.

As the storm comes,
No clouds hover over me.
The sky is clear and free.
I am calm as the birds hum.

As the rainbow shines,
I feel the rain fall.
The sky is grey and sad.
Why am I crying this bad?

As the sun sets behind me,
The darkness then ate me.
Waking up with no past to remember,
My heart now lost its ember.